latent syndrome.

In the dim atrium, although there is not enough light, it is spacious and the various gorgeous sculptures are extremely magnificent. They are all illuminated by the torches hanging on the wall lamp holders, and there are not many traces of mechanical excavation.

It is not like a man-made building at all, it is full of majestic and cold darkness, more like a shrine built to enshrine some kind of transcendent thing.

A man is holding a chisel and a mallet, and is carving murals on the wall. Looking carefully, the entire wall is a swirling cloud curtain. Howling humans.

"Is everything done?"

"Bigman actually returned to Turin one step ahead."

"Besides, this is not where you should come. You should wait for me outside."

A middle-aged man in plain clothes put down his tools and turned to stare at Arnold. There were wriggling pipes under his skin, which were also parasitized by nematodes and gained eternal life.

It is the agent of the vice chairman of the SCT summit.

This is the palace he built to please the otherworldly, hoping that it would reward him with some truth, knowledge that is ecstasy and intoxication, wisdom that is supremely noble.

In order to express this kind of humbleness, piety, and extreme fanaticism, he believes that he must personally carve some internal details to attract its grace.

The so-called Turin.

It is not some extraordinary shrine that has existed since ancient times, or descended from beyond the sky.

Including this magnificent and spacious palace.

It was built on a vast island by spending astronomical sums of money by the two deputy agents and the chief agent.

These three people are not extraordinary figures, nor do they have any suggestive abilities, nor are the infected.

Just wealth.

Amazing wealth.

Enough to enslave the wealth of this world.

Since the colonial era, some people have accumulated precious metals, jewelry, real estate, debts, and national debts of many countries.

Some people, through ideological slavery in the global information age, and decentralized absolute wealth, hold a large part of the decision-making power of the macroeconomic trend, and manipulate the world.

As for the lead agent.

It is said that before World War II, he had stored a large amount of uranium, and had a private army capable of negotiating with any party, as well as a think tank to mediate. Suddenly, overnight, it was just a number, and no matter how much money it was, it was just a number.

This palace is just a small corner of many magnificent buildings.

In the "Temple of True Sight" where the Observer was housed.

The largest, the most exaggerated, the most terrifying, the most majestic and tallest in history, it is used to enshrine the true God's Qingtian Palace above all things.

Not only drained all the wealth of these three people.

Also together with SCT for many years.

most of the fiscal revenue.

Planting and selling prohibited hallucinogens, kidnapping women and even minors for trading, secretly working in the casino that sucks all blood and sanity.

Even people who are about to die have their uses. The killing process is recorded as a video, which is sold to designated groups at high prices. It can also be customized at sky-high prices, and finally organs can be sold to the rich.

Everything imaginable and the unimaginable.

Predation, control, terrorism.

SCT, a sinful, ugly, deformed, pus-filled giant cancer, sucked all the nutrients from this planet, and slowly drained the world into ruins and ashes, from countless pairs of eyes that howled, screamed, hated, angry and desperate.

All financial revenues that have been cut out.

all for...

Worship the true god.

Some people at the SCT summit thought that the true God instructed their agents to do this, but only Arnold, Joseph, and Geman knew about it.

No one asked them, nothing sent them any message, to cast this postmodern Tower of Babel.

In the beginning, these three people were completely spontaneous and active, and under the wealth and power of Tongtian, they got this mysterious and mysterious news.

Action was taken immediately.

Involved in the "SCT" first established by the South Pacific experience scholars, the original meaning is that the dangerous object control station also has the meaning of safety threshold.

It is an academic organization of how to obtain technology that can be used for human development from this extraterrestrial thing, but maintain it within a controllable range.

However, with the outbreak of submerged disease, the three of them knew that the so-called infected people had supernatural abilities. With the purest financial resources in the world, they won the fans of many capable people, completely intervened in SCT, and controlled the organization. All academics.

The meaning of SCT evolved as well.

Church of Holy Truth.

From the beginning to the end, it was a fanaticism carried out by these three top rich men of mankind.

No one knows why they did it.

In primitive society, a person's strength is measured by strength, but in modern society, it is wealth.

Ants cannot know.

These three are ten thousand times stronger than the world, no, even a million times, it seems that it is indescribable.

Tens of millions, billions of times stronger than ordinary people.

Ruler of this world.

What is going on in their minds.

Money, sex, power, domination, desire, unimaginable,
There are already so many of them that they probably don't qualify as masters.

Morality, crime, guilt, sorrow, hatred, they don't have such things, the masters don't need these.

needs……

It may be something absurd beyond the comprehension of mortals.

And all the darkness, killings, sins, and "symbols of truth" built by lies in this world spontaneously gathered together and built a magnificent shrine for it.

This is Turin.

Not because of the location.

Just because something extraterrestrial is here.

Arnold has no respect for the deputy agent at all, but there are still necessary procedures in terms of form.

"I escorted back to Di Yu."

"Need to bring him to..."

Arnold paused for a while, as if he didn't really want to say that word.

Because they made up some exaggerated words, and Arnold has always been rational, believes in laws, and is not a fanatic. He thinks that it is a law that has not yet been understood, but it will soon be too.

"Bring to the Temple of True Sight."

"That way the variables can be eliminated."

Arnold said calmly.

"Won't this bother that one?"

The deputy agent was a little scared, but also a little excited, asking with a distorted expression, already in a daze.

Actually.

For German, Joseph, and Arnold, at the final stage, these agents have no value. Their role is only to pass information as regular puppets, as well as the funds and relationship networks provided in the early stage. None are needed now.

At the beginning, Arnold held a negative attitude towards the decision to build these exaggerated buildings, but he did not intervene, and it might be effective, but what is certain is that without these buildings, SCT's operations can proceed more smoothly, maybe before the destruction day Oboro has been destroyed.

"You talk too much."

"Now I'm going to take Di Yu directly there."

Arnold turned around, ignoring the deputy agent.

This made him furious, his teeth were chattering, his fingers were twitching, and his sunken eye sockets were extremely twisted and crazy. Although he was human, his entire face looked like a monstrosity.

He was almost growling, spitting, yelling at Arnold.

"Who do you think you're talking to?"

"I am the closest to God!"

"I am the supreme being."

"I am of the universe!"

"god!"

"I……"

Don't wait for him to finish.

boom!
Arnold took out the revolver and blew his head lightly.

And he had never expected Arnold to do this before, in his self-absorbed world, the head was blown to a paste, and the explosion sprayed the ground.

Die so casually.

Even dogs are worse than Arnold.

"It's all said."

"You talk too much."

Arnold put the revolver back into the holster blankly, and it was time to get down to business.